well...shit.
oh? so we might get a craptastic storm for my 28th birthday. horrfuckingraaay. What is even better is chris waking me up from my sleep to tell me about this so now he is fast asleep and i am up panicing. i want to kick him in his balls. Yay. Ike is a week away and already a cateogory 4 hurricane. hopefuly it disolves a bit and gets unorganized real quick.